Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Like My Style, artist - 50 Cent. Date of issue: 31.12.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Like My Style |
| I know you like my style |
| You like how I break it down |
| I know you like my style |
| You like how I break it down |
| I know you like my style |
| You like how I break it down |
| Wanna get rich? |
| I’ll show you how |
| Wanna get rich? |
| I’ll show you how |
| On ya mark, get set, let’s go, switch the flow |
| Teach ya how to turn Yayo into dough |
| The original don dada, nobody bomb harder |
| Ya heard what I said boy, I’m hot, I’m hot |
| The hoodrats they say «He so crazy» |
| The snitches they say «He tried to spray me» |
| But that’s what you get for trying to play me |
| The aftermath of my wrath is so shady |
| No matter how you try, you can’t stop this |
| I catch ya stunting in the Bentley Coupé cockpit |
| If you a pimp why ya hoes stay outta pocket? |
| Front and find out how my P-40 Glock hit |
| «50, you need some help?» |
| Chill, Yayo, I got this |
| See, where I’m from, man, the D’s tryin' to knock us |
| They swear to God that it’s me selling the choppers |
| Man, I ain’t give them little niggas no product |
| I know you like my style |
| But how much do you like my style? |
| You like how I break it down |
| Wanna get rich? |
| I’ll show you how |
| I know you like my style |
| But how much do you like my style? |
| You like how I break it down |
| Wanna get rich? |
| I’ll show you how |
| The birds they say I got a way with words |
| I be like «baby girl, I like them curves» |
| If ya not busy tonight then we can swerve |
| I’m a bachelor, baby, fuck what you heard |
| From the tellie in ten minutes I’ll make you a believer |
| Tongue touch ya, I’ll have ya shakin' like you havin' a seizure |
| I make hits about what I do in my leisure |
| G-Unit gang, can’t another clique out there see us |
| Niggas lip sync the lyrics 'cause they wanna be us |
| Groupie hoes from the hood, they be trying to G us |
| Trying to holla at the kid every time they see us |
| Girlfriend quit pretending, I’m the nigga ya love |
| And I ain’t got to say nothing, you know that I’m thugging |
| Put my hands on that ass and ya say that I’m bugging |
| We family, baby, kissing cousins |
| Now look what the riff raff done drug in |
| For the cheese my degrees is hotter than ya oven |
| I’m a New Yorker, but I sound Southern |
| And we sip DP 'til the Don stop bubblin' |
| After we play, ok, go to ya husband |
| I know you like my style |
| But how much do you like my style? |
| You like how I break it down |
| Wanna get rich? |
| I’ll show you how |
| I know you like my style |
| But how much do you like my style? |
| You like how I break it down |
| Wanna get rich? |
| I’ll show you how |
| Em said you gon' like my style |
| Dre said you gon' like my style |
| I said you gon' like my style |
| You will like how I break it down |
| You’re not really, really ready, ready |
| The drama’ll have ya ass in trauma, boy |
| You’re not really, really ready, ready |
| My knife flip open and then I gets to poking |
| You’re not really, really ready, ready |
| Them shells start popping, them bodies gets to dropping |
| You’re not really, really ready |
| You think you’re ready? |
| You’re not |
| Really, really ready, ready |